Sparrows

Surprised I stare
In our city’s summer glare

With towers high around
Wirelessness surrounds

Attacking unseen
They buzz our ears

Piercing stone walls
With hidden spears

But still sometimes
Hopping I find

Sparrows at my windows
Singing the old times

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